When I’ve first learned and taken interest in a drug, I always immediately begin research on how to most effectively administer it. It sucks going back later and finding out a large portion of valuable drugs went to waste. However, when I came across DMT (by making it myself), I could not manage to find a concrete source on how to use it. Some people suggested tossing it on a bowl of weed, a few claimed the trick was hitting with a torch lighter, others suggested making a crude device called “The Machine,” or using a lightbulb vape/crackpipe to similar effect. I was even directed towards buying expensive bong attachments – or specially crafted, highly priced pieces – and vaporizers.

Believe me when I say I’ve tried every damn one of these suggestions. Now, with hundreds of dollars worth of DMT wasted, I know how to do it: vaporization.(more…)

Hidden in a dense green forest sits the remote village of a close-knit tribe. They are a simple people, one of the few remnants of ‘uncivilized’ culture not yet blemished by well-intentioned travelers. They all work as one to hunt, gather or cook food, tend to the young and elderly and perform all the various daily tasks any tribal village must. They sing together, eat together, dance together, tend to each other’s wounds and share in every aspect of life. But there is one person whom they all must turn to, someone who possesses a quality unlike any other member.